College Education pt 1
L
I was excited to start my freshman year of college. It was my first time living away from my very conservative and religious family. They had not been happy to see me go away to college, but I was very excited to experience a new life and learn new things. I had just turned 18 the week before and had lived very sheltered life until that point. I also had very low self-esteem. I was not tall or blonde nor had I ever been described as beautiful. My mom called me chubby and not in a flattering way. I had a very curvy body with athletic legs and large 36G breasts on my short body they we’re not proportioned and I was very self-conscious. I wore oversized shirts to hide my body. I was matched with a dorm roommate who was very much my opposite. Her name was Stacy. She was very tall, and beautiful with long blonde hair. She was also very social and experienced with men. She would flirt openly and often be absent overnight as she had spent the evening with one boyfriend or another. She was not self-conscious at all. She would walk around wearing tight shirts and revealing clothing and enjoying the attention she got.
I thrived academically in college. I enjoyed all my classes studied hard did well and was preparing for exam exams that would start after Thanksgiving. My roommate was making plans to go home to her family when she asked me what my plans were. She knew that my family and I were no longer speaking due to my decision to come to college. I told her that I would be staying in the dorms and studying. That night after calling her family she told me that they had invited me to spend Thanksgiving weekend with them. She said that her younger brother would be spending the holiday with their mom and that she would be spending it with her dad, her parents having gotten divorced many years before. I told her that I would love to go with her.
The drive to her family was almost 12 hours and we split the driving. We arrived at her father‘s house very late and he has already asleep. She showed me to the guestroom where I quickly washed up and went to sleep the next morning I woke up and after getting dressed quietly made my way downstairs. Stacy was sitting at the kitchen table with her father. She introduced me and her father quickly got up, shook my hand and gave me a big hug. He looked at Stacy and said “my darling you did not tell me your roommate was so beautiful”. I I blushed. I was not used to compliments.
I sat down with them and had breakfast after which Stacy invited me to go out with her to the mall to do some shopping. I hated shopping specially for clothes as they rarely fit my body. I got dressed and went out with her. Once at the mall, we went into several stores where Stacy tried on shirts and dresses. I tried on a few things pants, mostly because I knew that shirts would not fit over my breasts. She encouraged me to try on a few shirts. I did and they were very very tight fitting making me uncomfortable. She however, said that they made me look curvy and that I should not always wear a big T-shirts. I decided to take her advice and I bought a T-shirt and a pair of jeans that were smaller and size than I usually wear both very form fitting.
After returning home, Stacy asked if I wanted to go out clubbing with her and her friends from high school including her ex-boyfriend. I told her no that I would prefer to stay home and study for upcoming exams. She said OK and soon left to visit her friends. I stayed in the guestroom and studied for a few hours then went downstairs to see if I could find something to eat as it was now around 8 PM and I have not eaten since breakfast. I made my way quietly downstairs and to the kitchen I was in the middle of making a sandwich when her father walked in. He asked if I had had a good time that day and what we had done. I told him that we had done some shopping and that I had bought some clothes. He told me that he hoped I had bought clothes that were fit better than what I was wearing. Telling me that a beautiful girl like me should not be wearing large T-shirts his next words surprise me “tits like that should not be hidden, they should be shown to the world“ . I was frozen in surprise and blushed again. He came closer and stood behind me as I continued making my sandwich, pretending I had not heard him say those words as they had gotten me a bit excited . He lied to me and whispered you have the most amazing tits and you should know what effect you have on the cocks of the world. Then he leaned closer, and I felt his hardness against my lower back. I did not move, uncertain as to what to do. He put his hand on my shoulder and caressed my neck, saying “you don’t have any experience to you?“ I did not answer and he asked again .. I responded no. He asked if what I had bought was t tight fitting and I said yes. He said then go to your room and put it on. I will finish your sandwich. I went to my room and carefully took out my purchases, removing the tags and putting on a very, very tight T-shirt and jeans. They showed every curve of my ass and pushed my tits to the forefront. I felt both self-conscious and turned on. I walked back into the kitchen to find Stacy‘s dad named Ken sitting at the table. My sandwich now want a plate in front of the empty chair. He looked up and whistled… Now that is much better. Come sit and eat. I sat down and began eating my sandwich, but I could barely swallow as his intense gaze made me nervous. Have you ever had a boyfriend? He asked me, I replied no. Has a man ever seen you naked he asked. I blushed and quietly said no. That’s too bad. He said a body like yours should not be hidden from the gaze of a man. He stood and said, finish your sandwich and come join me in the living room when you’re done we can watch a movie. As he left the room, I could not explain the feelings that we’re going through my body. I felt feelings in my pussy that I had not felt before and could feel my nipples hard against my shirt. I finished my food and got up put the dishes in the sink and walked into the living room. He was watching a movie that had some racecar action. At one point there was a kissing scene in the movie and can ask me “do you ever think of kissing like that?“ I said yes, but I’ve never done it and would be embarrassed. He asked why I would be embarrassed and I said that I would not know the first thing about it he offered to teach me. I didn’t say anything then quietly I said yes. He said yes what? I said yes to what you said he said yes what? You have to say what you want. I replied yes I want you to teach me how to kiss like that. He landed in very close and said that’s it. He placed his hand on my net and pulled me towards him, his mouth, kissing mine. I barely move, not knowing what to do. He pulled the back a little and said open your mouth so I can put my tongue in it. It’ll feel good I promise. I parted my lips and his mouth connected to mine, his tongue, licking my lips and then entering my mouth softly at first, but then harder. It felt really good and I did not want to stop. He continued to kiss me for a long time and I could feel myself getting hot. I eventually got the hang of it and it reached up to put my hands around his neck, pushing my mouth against his. I felt his hand first on my hip, then on my back… Then softly against my breast. I put back a little, but he held me firm. He pulled back and began kissing my cheek and my neck. Then he pulled back looking at me in the eyes and asked me if I wanted him to show me how it felt for a man to kiss me breasts… I said yes, very quiet quietly. He said tell me what you want I said I want you to kiss my breast. He said “you’ll have to take off your shirt and bra for that, but not here in case Stacy comes back”. He stood up and took my hand and walked me to his bedroom. It was a little dark with only a dim light on the nightstand near his bed. He walked me over to a sofa in the corner. He said “let me help take these off” as he pulled up my shirt, threw it on the floor, unhooked my bra and send it flying as well. My arms quickly went up to cover my breast, but he told me no, and help them to my side. I couldn’t believe that I was standing there exposed to his gaze like that. He said “these are beautiful“ as he took them in his hands. They were big and natural, not as perky as I imagined other women with smaller breasts would be. He pinched my nipples and played with them before leaning down and taking one of them in his mouth.. He first licked the nipple, then pinched it a bit, then put his entire mouth around it, sucking a little bit and moving his tongue around the nipple. The effect on my pussy was off the charts. I could feel myself getting wet. You stayed there for a long time as he kissed and licked my breasts, alternating between them and my mouth. I was beginning to enjoy myself very much. When he stopped and and asked if my pussy was getting wet. When I said, yes, he stopped. He told me to put on the T-shirt, not the bra and go back to my room that was all for this evening. He informed me that he was going to take it slow due to my lack of experience. Saying that that the following night, Stacy would be having dinner and spending the night at her mom‘s house. He said he expected me to wear the T-shirt without the bra… I returned to my room very turned on, but frustrated that things had ended where they had. Nervous and excited at what lay ahead the following night
I was excited to start my freshman year of college. It was my first time living away from my very conservative and religious family. They had not been happy to see me go away to college, but I was very excited to experience a new life and learn new things. I had just turned 18 the week before and had lived very sheltered life until that point. I also had very low self-esteem. I was not tall or blonde nor had I ever been described as beautiful. My mom called me chubby and not in a flattering way. I had a very curvy body with athletic legs and large 36G breasts on my short body they we’re not proportioned and I was very self-conscious. I wore oversized shirts to hide my body. I was matched with a dorm roommate who was very much my opposite. Her name was Stacy. She was very tall, and beautiful with long blonde hair. She was also very social and experienced with men. She would flirt openly and often be absent overnight as she had spent the evening with one boyfriend or another. She was not self-conscious at all. She would walk around wearing tight shirts and revealing clothing and enjoying the attention she got.
I thrived academically in college. I enjoyed all my classes studied hard did well and was preparing for exam exams that would start after Thanksgiving. My roommate was making plans to go home to her family when she asked me what my plans were. She knew that my family and I were no longer speaking due to my decision to come to college. I told her that I would be staying in the dorms and studying. That night after calling her family she told me that they had invited me to spend Thanksgiving weekend with them. She said that her younger brother would be spending the holiday with their mom and that she would be spending it with her dad, her parents having gotten divorced many years before. I told her that I would love to go with her.
The drive to her family was almost 12 hours and we split the driving. We arrived at her father‘s house very late and he has already asleep. She showed me to the guestroom where I quickly washed up and went to sleep the next morning I woke up and after getting dressed quietly made my way downstairs. Stacy was sitting at the kitchen table with her father. She introduced me and her father quickly got up, shook my hand and gave me a big hug. He looked at Stacy and said “my darling you did not tell me your roommate was so beautiful”. I I blushed. I was not used to compliments.
I sat down with them and had breakfast after which Stacy invited me to go out with her to the mall to do some shopping. I hated shopping specially for clothes as they rarely fit my body. I got dressed and went out with her. Once at the mall, we went into several stores where Stacy tried on shirts and dresses. I tried on a few things pants, mostly because I knew that shirts would not fit over my breasts. She encouraged me to try on a few shirts. I did and they were very very tight fitting making me uncomfortable. She however, said that they made me look curvy and that I should not always wear a big T-shirts. I decided to take her advice and I bought a T-shirt and a pair of jeans that were smaller and size than I usually wear both very form fitting.
After returning home, Stacy asked if I wanted to go out clubbing with her and her friends from high school including her ex-boyfriend. I told her no that I would prefer to stay home and study for upcoming exams. She said OK and soon left to visit her friends. I stayed in the guestroom and studied for a few hours then went downstairs to see if I could find something to eat as it was now around 8 PM and I have not eaten since breakfast. I made my way quietly downstairs and to the kitchen I was in the middle of making a sandwich when her father walked in. He asked if I had had a good time that day and what we had done. I told him that we had done some shopping and that I had bought some clothes. He told me that he hoped I had bought clothes that were fit better than what I was wearing. Telling me that a beautiful girl like me should not be wearing large T-shirts his next words surprise me “tits like that should not be hidden, they should be shown to the world“ . I was frozen in surprise and blushed again. He came closer and stood behind me as I continued making my sandwich, pretending I had not heard him say those words as they had gotten me a bit excited . He lied to me and whispered you have the most amazing tits and you should know what effect you have on the cocks of the world. Then he leaned closer, and I felt his hardness against my lower back. I did not move, uncertain as to what to do. He put his hand on my shoulder and caressed my neck, saying “you don’t have any experience to you?“ I did not answer and he asked again .. I responded no. He asked if what I had bought was t tight fitting and I said yes. He said then go to your room and put it on. I will finish your sandwich. I went to my room and carefully took out my purchases, removing the tags and putting on a very, very tight T-shirt and jeans. They showed every curve of my ass and pushed my tits to the forefront. I felt both self-conscious and turned on. I walked back into the kitchen to find Stacy‘s dad named Ken sitting at the table. My sandwich now want a plate in front of the empty chair. He looked up and whistled… Now that is much better. Come sit and eat. I sat down and began eating my sandwich, but I could barely swallow as his intense gaze made me nervous. Have you ever had a boyfriend? He asked me, I replied no. Has a man ever seen you naked he asked. I blushed and quietly said no. That’s too bad. He said a body like yours should not be hidden from the gaze of a man. He stood and said, finish your sandwich and come join me in the living room when you’re done we can watch a movie. As he left the room, I could not explain the feelings that we’re going through my body. I felt feelings in my pussy that I had not felt before and could feel my nipples hard against my shirt. I finished my food and got up put the dishes in the sink and walked into the living room. He was watching a movie that had some racecar action. At one point there was a kissing scene in the movie and can ask me “do you ever think of kissing like that?“ I said yes, but I’ve never done it and would be embarrassed. He asked why I would be embarrassed and I said that I would not know the first thing about it he offered to teach me. I didn’t say anything then quietly I said yes. He said yes what? I said yes to what you said he said yes what? You have to say what you want. I replied yes I want you to teach me how to kiss like that. He landed in very close and said that’s it. He placed his hand on my net and pulled me towards him, his mouth, kissing mine. I barely move, not knowing what to do. He pulled the back a little and said open your mouth so I can put my tongue in it. It’ll feel good I promise. I parted my lips and his mouth connected to mine, his tongue, licking my lips and then entering my mouth softly at first, but then harder. It felt really good and I did not want to stop. He continued to kiss me for a long time and I could feel myself getting hot. I eventually got the hang of it and it reached up to put my hands around his neck, pushing my mouth against his. I felt his hand first on my hip, then on my back… Then softly against my breast. I put back a little, but he held me firm. He pulled back and began kissing my cheek and my neck. Then he pulled back looking at me in the eyes and asked me if I wanted him to show me how it felt for a man to kiss me breasts… I said yes, very quiet quietly. He said tell me what you want I said I want you to kiss my breast. He said “you’ll have to take off your shirt and bra for that, but not here in case Stacy comes back”. He stood up and took my hand and walked me to his bedroom. It was a little dark with only a dim light on the nightstand near his bed. He walked me over to a sofa in the corner. He said “let me help take these off” as he pulled up my shirt, threw it on the floor, unhooked my bra and send it flying as well. My arms quickly went up to cover my breast, but he told me no, and help them to my side. I couldn’t believe that I was standing there exposed to his gaze like that. He said “these are beautiful“ as he took them in his hands. They were big and natural, not as perky as I imagined other women with smaller breasts would be. He pinched my nipples and played with them before leaning down and taking one of them in his mouth.. He first licked the nipple, then pinched it a bit, then put his entire mouth around it, sucking a little bit and moving his tongue around the nipple. The effect on my pussy was off the charts. I could feel myself getting wet. You stayed there for a long time as he kissed and licked my breasts, alternating between them and my mouth. I was beginning to enjoy myself very much. When he stopped and and asked if my pussy was getting wet. When I said, yes, he stopped. He told me to put on the T-shirt, not the bra and go back to my room that was all for this evening. He informed me that he was going to take it slow due to my lack of experience. Saying that that the following night, Stacy would be having dinner and spending the night at her mom‘s house. He said he expected me to wear the T-shirt without the bra… I returned to my room very turned on, but frustrated that things had ended where they had. Nervous and excited at what lay ahead the following night
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